The night wrapped its cloak around the city, a tapestry of shadows and secrets weaving through the alleyways and streets. In one such alley, Ned Hillsdale found himself standing, his breath misting in the chilly air as he surveyed the scene before him. Stacy lay bound and gagged on the damp pavement, her eyes wide with fear and desperation as she struggled against her restraints.Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices